Gravestones and TV Screens Lyrics

Can you hear the sound of thunder above the clouds

When there's nothing else to do but sing along

The apple of your eye has long since decayed

Leaving nothing but a rotting core like you

Yeah like you

Yeah like you

Yeah like you

Way down inside we wanna know what you've been hiding

It's all the same down here

From the gravestones to the TV screens cause

You see gold, blackened gold

It flows through the city streets at the corner of our eye

But always straight into the drain

And always back to you cause

You're the monster underneath their bed

Hate 'till hate gets old

Or covers all you know

Granted keys to a land so far

You heard them sing your name so long

They're reaching out to pull us in

So steal my eyes and bite my tongue

With a razor-like smile your watch them all believe

That all you ever do

You do it selflessly but

As the planet burns you just turn

To the next in line

Hate 'till hate gets old

Or covers all you know

Granted keys to a land so far

You heard them sing your name so long

They're reaching out to pull us in

So steal my eyes and bite my tongue

Granted keys to a land so far

You heard them sing your name so long

They're reaching out to pull us in

So steal my eyes and bite my tongue